Chapter 23: Academy Life Starts With a Shock.

Nevan arrived in front of a huge gate. Approximately 20 students could cross the gate standing side by side. 10 students could stand on top of each other but would still fail to touch the upper part of the gate.

Above the gate was a sky blue signboard. Written on it in white bolded words was "St. Helena Academy". Beside it, a little downwards- in small words there was something written on it,

"The path to greatness is more diverse than the number of stars in the starry sky."

-Saint Helena

This was the motto of the Helena academy established by the founder of the academy Saint Helena.

Though, what truly caught Nevan's eyes was not this but the words that were on top of even the name of this institution. The significance of those were clearly understood. Typically an institute's name should have been the highest. This showed that the institute was above all inside the gate. It was subtle but it was the truth.

But in this case, the academy's name was kept below those words showing that those words were more important than even the academy itself.

There were 3 sentences.

"Always respect the Unknown."

"Never Give up."

"Don't challenge the impossible."

These words had a deep revering feeling. They were more respected than the academy itself. These words were more valuable than anything behind that gate.

"These must be the wise saying of a great person." White Nevan praised whoever had said such profound words. Though he wasn't sure what these meant, especially the last one. 'Don't challenge the impossible.'

Shouldn't everyone challenge the impossible and make it possible?.

"Who do you think this person might be? His words are put higher than Saint Helena's. Helena is a Saint. A Saint! She allowed someone else's words to be above her words and her academy itself? Seems sus." Black Nevan was truly surprised. He didn't know what Helena was like, but as a Saint, her pride couldn't have been small.

"Well, maybe one day we will know who this person is." Nevan said.

Nevan looked around but couldn't find anyone. How to enter the academy?

The gate was massive, but the metal frames covered the entire area. He didn't see any opening from where he could enter.

Nevan walked along the boundary. Soon he saw a small gate. Enough for 3 or 4 people to easily cross it together. It was open. Some people could be seen going through there.

Nevan went there and asked around until he found the building where admission formalities would be done.

Nevan certainly didn't expect what he saw. It was a dilapidated, broken in various place-one floor building. He wondered why such a rundown building was the place where admission was done. This would leave a bad impression on the freshmen.

"Is this really a good place to start a new life?" Nevan sighed. He was worried about his future prospects.

"Mothershit! How dare that fucking camel poop brainshit actually behave like that with me! Does his impotent excuse for a father know who I am!"

A very angry roar was heard from the insides.

"Wow, that's some innovation! Used in the wrong place though." Every Nevan was at awe for such creativity.

Then some breaking noises and clashing sounds could be heard.

"This guy must have been offended quite greatly."

"They say don't poke at an angry hornet's nest." Nevan used an excuse to escape from the impending meeting.

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"Those who don't poke, won't get any honey. We should maintain vigilance and poke, I mean enter the enemy territory. Cough, I mean enter for admission." Black Nevan directly refused Nevan's attempt to delay. His tone had a hint of amusement and expectations.

There's no doubt. Black Nevan wanted to revel in that guy's distorted angry expression. He wanted to enjoy the moment when someone was suffering.

"Hornets don't make honey." White Nevan corrected Balck Nevan.

"Yeah sure, Biology professor." Black Nevan's reply.

"More like Zoology Professor." White Nevan's words made Black Nevan speechless.

"I see, thanks Hornet professor." is all Black Nevan could say.

….

"Yee, it's a fat guy, nothing better than watching a fat man's belly seething up and down in anger. It's just so hilarious!" A thrilled Black Nevan's voice echoed in Nevan's mind.

A big mass of fat. Well not too big. Probably around 150kg.

"What do you mean not too big? That's 150 kilos. That's a monster in its entirety!" Black Nevan excitedly screamed.

"Um, Excuse me?" Nevan called out.

"What? Flea sucker!" The huge fat man whose face was deformed from extreme rage lashed out at Nevan.

"Hahaha. Flea sucker?! Haha. This guy has a talent for cussing. Nevan you never told me you suck fleas. Haha"

"Shut up!" swearing at Black Nevan, Nevan tried his best to not let himself get out of control. There are two kinds of people a wise man must never deal with, a drunk man and an angry man. Both are unreasonable, moody and violent.

"I am very sorry to interrupt. I am here to get admitted here."

"You are a newborn momma's boi?" The fatty questioned Nevan. Well this wasn't really a valid question in the first place.

"You are the one who's a momma's boi!" is what Nevan said in his mind.

"Your whole generation reeks of mother's milk!" is what Black Nevan added to help Nevan curse more.

Meanwhile White Nevan was sulking in the background. This chapter was too vulgar for him to join in.

Anyway, now there's two path, get angry and start a cussing competition with this fatty, or two-

"Yes I am. So I would like to finish up the formality. Here's my verification card."

The huge mass of cholesterol became a little shocked and speechless. This was the part where the other party gets angry and a fierce verbal fight takes off. He was very angry and so he wanted to let off some steam by fighting it out with this new kid.

But the kid accepting it so easily made him feel speechless and unable to respond. Not to mention that awkward post-speechless moments.

It was broken by-"Are you okay? Brother? Did something happen?" A very innocent question with very innocent eyes.

"Oh no nothing. So you are here to admit here. I see, I see. Give me your qualification paper. I will help you deal with the formalities." It took one eighty turn. The fat-man from the king of cussing became the king of saints.

Nevan gave a relieved smile, handed the verification paper over to the fat-man.

He was happy that the overweight chubby person did not start getting fired at him unreasonably. It was fortunate. As someone who had basically zero relationship and zero familiarity with the academy, getting into a fight with the registrar would be very fatal for him. He just had to endure. That's all. As they say, "For a wise man getting revenge 10 years later is never too late."

"Here, fill in this form." Nevan was given a glass pad. Nevan had no idea where and how this guy had pulled out a glass pad as big as 20 square centimeters. Well, this was top of the line academy. There must be top notch techs here.

Nevan started to fill up the form while the fat guy seemed to be lost in thought.

Name: Nevan Venner

Guardian's Name: Keran Helos

Relation with guardian: Adopted.

Date of birth: May 19, 1997.

Address: 8/146, 17th block, Marin city,

Blue Bead Planet,

Reunited Celestial Field #26,

Veena's Star Cluster

Guardian's income:

"What should we say for the income? Is knowing the income of one's guardian really important?" Nevan asked the other two.

"Is there any chance that there's a minimum requirement of income?" White Nevan was anxious.

"I don't think so. But to be safe, ask that fat joke over there." Black Nevan suggested.

"Don't call others a joke. It's rude." White Nevan chided him.

"So I can call him fat?"

"..."

"I will fill up everything else first."

Nevan had no idea why an admission form asked for your favorite personality, your favorite model, your hobby, your aim and stuff. It felt like a cv for applying for a job or worse a bio-data for a marriage.

"Excuse me brother, this income of my guardian, does this have any secret parts to it?" Nevan timidly asked. It was an act.

After all, a thin person has an innate superior feeling when they encounter a fat person. Nevan was no different. Even if a fight broke out with his fat physique he couldn't catch up to Nevan. So Nevan naturally wasn't afraid. But it was bad for a fight to break out. So, play it cool, play it weak.

The fat man was naturally pleased with Nevan's attitude. He explained, "Nothing much, if your guardian can handle the academy fees then they will pay it. But if your guardian isn't stable enough, you will have to take a student loan from the academy."

"I see. Thank you very much." Nevan filled it with 10k lore.

Thinking about it, that arrogant guy from earlier. His shirt was about 7k lore. Makes you laugh at the huge differences.

"Here is it brother. I have filled it. Very well. Place your thumb here."

"Very well. You are now officially a student of St. Helena Academy. Congratulations. You are quite lucky you know. There was only one seat vacant. You have now claimed it."

"Great. I guess I am indeed lucky."

"Of course, very lucky. You know this kind of phenomenon where the academy is full of students is very rare even in the history of this academy. Its been a decade since the last full house."

The fatman clicked a button on the glass pad and a multicolored light swept by Nevan.

A bag appeared from the underground. He handed it over to Nevan. "Inside there are 3 sets of uniforms, id card, credit card and some other necessary stuff. Do you have a place to stay?"

"No, not really."

Handing over a card to Nevan, he said, "Then here it is, it's a dorm card. Again, you are very lucky. As the first year is full house this is the only room left in the dorm for you. It's indeed disheartening for you to be in 'that room' but sadly you have no choice but to do so. Anyway best of luck. Your ID has a full map of the campus. Find out the dorm from it."

…..

The dorm wasn't huge in height but was really big in length. It was a 5 story building. The freshman stayed at the 4th floor, juniors or as in 2nd year students stayed on the 3rd floor, the sophomores stayed at the 2nd floor and the seniors of the last year stayed at the 1st floor. The ground floor was the common area. Dining hall, gym, hang-out room, arcade and various other facilities were there.

Nevan was very impressed by all the facilities provided by the academy. He was just not impressed by the room he got. It was at the end of the hallway.

Nevan looked at his dorm card and then at the room number hanging above the door. What bad luck!

Room number 420.

Sigh!

He twisted the knob and opened the door. "Hello everyo-" and then closed the door fiercely.

What the fuck! What the fuck! I didn't sign up for this shit! I don't wanna be an engineer! Fuck! I need to escape.

As Nevan turned to run, the door opened with a bang and a tentacle rushed and grabbed him tight.

"Bro, why are you running from your dorm mates? That's very rude. We are going to spend the next 4 years together. Let's get introduced." A very carefree and cheerful voice that Nevan definitely didn't want to hear twice. Nevan was forced back inside the room against his will. The door closed again with another bang.

The sound that came from inside the room-

"Chronos Rinyi" If narcissism was a living being he would gladly leave his position and award it to this guy.

"Lucifer Chors" Calm. Too calm. Irritatingly Calm!

"Heron Aswald" A loud, noisy, arrogant piece of art. Also very rich.

And,

"Nevan Venner" A very ordinary student.